Chapter 129 Chapter 127
After staring at the drooping half of his head for a while, Zhuang Xuteng believed that Fatty D was indeed dead. He retracted his upper body from outside the building. The pain from the wound on his right abdomen not only made him grin, but also made him unable to control his movements for an instant, and he could only move along the wall.
Sitting down.
His hands were covered with blood and were sticky and slippery, making it difficult to work. It took Zhuang Xuteng a lot of effort to remove the steel plate and unbutton his shirt. He looked at the right side of his abdomen, where a hole had been opened, and there was a burning wound near the wound.
Traces. It seems that D Fat Bodyguard’s shadow gun focuses on causing fire damage. If it can ignite the enemy, that would be the best. For Zhuang Xuteng, his coat and armor are both fireproof. The shadow gun that focuses on fire damage is equivalent to reducing the damage.
power.
"The blessing of misfortune."
Zhuang Xuteng took out the coagulation spray gel and sprayed a little on his abdomen for preliminary hemostasis and disinfection. Subsequent treatment must go to the hospital. At this time, there was a sound of kicking footsteps. When he looked up, he saw that it was a shooting star.
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Her face was full of panic, and she kept looking left and right, as if being chased by a group of invisible evil spirits. Is this girl so afraid of open areas? Zhuang Xuteng wanted to scold her for disobeying his request and leaving the safe armored vehicle without authorization, but he saw her hand
I had coagulation spray and some gauze in my pocket, and swallowed the words.
"I found it from the co-pilot. I think..." Meteor's legs softened, he drove into Zhuang Xuteng's arms, and hurriedly climbed up. "You...are you okay?"
"I almost opened the wound again." Zhuang Xuteng squeezed out a miserable smile and said: "I thought of a picture: the doctor was carrying a stretcher to treat the wounded, but his foot slipped and not only dropped the stretcher to the ground, but also sat on the wounded.
on the face."
"I didn't sit on your face with my butt..." Meteor blushed and felt that what he said was inappropriate, so he quickly changed the subject: "You haven't said how your wound is? I read how to drive in a book.
I can probably take you to the hospital - provided you don't panic when you see the road - you have to sit next to me, that way I will feel at ease."
"I just suffered some skin injuries. I can still hold on. Don't worry. Can you give me a hand? Well... mainly because you are pressing on my thigh." Zhuang Xuteng looked at the panicked Meteor, knowing that she was empty.
When he developed a phobia, he used the Wraith Spirit spell to absorb her negative mental state. He felt a little strange: he found that he couldn't absorb much resentment. Well, maybe he was too tired and his body was injured, which affected the efficiency of the spell?
"Go back to the car first, let's go upstairs to collect Fat D's body." Zhuang Xuteng's arm was tightly hugged by Meteor, and he didn't know whether she was there to be used as a crutch or as a burden. Alas, I have never seen her like this.
Girl, I don't understand, I don't understand. "Meteor, I have never experienced a middleman war. Do you know how to declare Fat D dead and determine the winner of the war?"
"I have only heard of it and have never dealt with it personally, but I know that Lucy must know what to do." Meteor leaned on Zhuang Xuteng and said, "Once the fat intelligence officer dies, there will be no risk of electromagnetic signals. I will contact Lu first."
Xi, let her decide."
"This is the best." Zhuang Xuteng and Meteor entered the white beast, drove to the seventh floor, and parked next to Fatty D's body. Meteor used a field radio to access the Peicheng communication network and tried to call Lucy. Zhuang Xuteng got out of the car and looked at this
The culprit of keeping myself busy for days.
"How many kilograms does such a big man have to weigh..." Zhuang Xuteng felt that at least he could not let Fat D expose his body here, so he opened the back of the car. He wanted to find a shroud, but he forgot that he asked Meteor to throw away everything in the back.
In order to lose weight. Okay, it’s really clean, not even a piece of canvas is left. It seems that the car will inevitably get dirty this time, and washing and scrubbing is inevitable.
Regarding Fat D, Zhuang Xuteng was most concerned about his weapon. That thing was lying on the ground beside him, and there was no need to look for it. It was a tubular metal weapon over one meter long, with a handle on one end and a round handle on the other.
The gun was still slightly hot now. Zhuang Xuteng had seen Fatty D use it, so he picked up the gun in the same way. There was a trigger on the index finger of his right hand, and his left hand was placed on a mechanism that could be pulled.
This posture is the same as using various air guns. The high-pressure gas bottle nail gun has always been hailed as "the most civilian weapon." However, D Fat's gun obviously does not use high-pressure gas bottles. Its secret should be that
They are in metal "cans" that are slightly thicker than your thumb. This thing is found in firearms and in Fatty D's pocket. Zhuang Xuteng picked it up and looked at it. The shells of these cylindrical things seemed to be made of brass.
There is also an inscription: Dingxin x4B-33F6.
"Things from Dingxin Magic? The new weapon they developed? How did Fatty D get it? Well...how much is it worth?" Zhuang Xuteng fumbled with the gun. He believed that as long as he didn't appear on the opposite side of the long pipe,
Then he was safe. After a while, he found a way to open the magazine, took out the bullets inside, and tried to pull the trigger. Okay, now this thing is completely safe.
The basic idea of Fatty D's gun is not much different from that of an air pump gun. They both use some kind of power to launch warheads. Zhuang Xuteng put away Fatty D's gun and began to search him again. Well, there was a small locked book and a bulging
Wallet. There are several bank cards in the wallet, as well as six platinum coins.
These platinum coins are equivalent to 30,000 euros. Since there is no identification information on them, "it does not exist." Zhuang Xuteng put both the platinum coins and the euro banknotes into his pocket. He believed that others would do the same.
He also found a mobile phone and a shadow gun from Fat D's pocket. The double ring-shaped shadow gun had gold embroidery on it, with the words "Remember the retreat" written on it, which looked a bit naughty.
Zhuang Xuteng picked up the shadow gun, was stunned for a moment, and brought it to Fatty D's fingers for comparison. Haha, only two little fingers among his ten fingers can be inserted in. What kind of shooting posture is required? It seems that "escape route"
"It was made before he gained weight, and he only kept it on his body just to think about it.
"Except for the strange gun created by Ding Xin, he has no other weapons? Isn't it possible?" Zhuang Xuteng turned D Fatty over and searched carefully, and found two more shadow guns on his lower back and ankles.
The rings of these two guns are much thicker and can fit into D's fat hands, but others can't use them. Even a big guy like Brother Dao will find them too loose. Okay, I found six more platinum coins, this
The cash income is already more than 70,000 euros.
"The middleman is so rich, can he really have tens of millions in his bank account?" Zhuang Xuteng felt that he still had a long way to go on the road to making money. At the same time, he also thought that if he did not have enough power to protect his wealth, he would die.
There is no way to enjoy it.
"Naike, I got in touch. Lucy asked you to take Fat D's body with you and send it to Wudaokou Hospital. Someone there can identify Fat D's body and then announce the official news to the middleman." Meteor said to Zhuang Xuteng.
With a smile on his face, he said: "I told Lucy that you were injured, and she suggested that you go to the hospital for treatment. Lucy will arrive soon, and she will pay your medical expenses."
"That's really good news." Zhuang Xuteng nodded and said, "Liuxing, please help me ask about Brother Dao's situation."
"I've already asked for you!" Meteor laughed out loud as if he was taking credit, and said: "Gogongdao was caught by the PCPD. He is a suspect in the Jinma Tower explosion. Don't worry, first of all he is in good health.
No injuries, and Lucy has invested resources to find someone to settle the matter. Ge Gongdao will stay in the detention center for a few days to two or three weeks, and then he will be released."
"He didn't run away? How stupid." Zhuang Xuteng shrugged and suddenly said: "Oh, there are others, so we have to run away!"
Indeed, he used the white beast to knock a car off the sixth floor, which would definitely attract the PCPD. However, the Golden Horse Building was well prepared and the PCPD could arrive immediately upon receiving the notice, while the parking lot did not arrive in advance.
Warning, PCPD can't come that fast.
Zhuang Xuteng gritted his teeth. He had no time to use the winch on the back of the car, so he loaded Fatty D into the car with brute force. He simply wiped off the obvious blood stains on the rear of the car and drove away quickly.
The white beast is very strong, and several impacts have minimal impact on it. With the "graffiti camouflage", it is basically invisible. The only obvious ones are the shattered armor grille window and the three bullet holes in the front window.
.The grille can be pulled up again, and the front glass can be lowered from the inside to become ventilated, which can reduce suspicion.
Zhuang Xuteng operated the car while driving, and completed the task while circling in the parking lot. As for the ventilated version of the white beast, less than two intersections away from the building, several police cars from the PCPD passed by. Its shape was very special.
It was unique, but both the condition of the car and the appearance of the driver Zhuang Xuteng were so calm and innocent that the PCPD did not stop the car.
"Slip away!" Zhuang Xuteng said to the back with a smile, and found that Meteor's face was pale, and he was sitting in the back with his head in his hands, shaking nervously. He quickly asked about the situation, whether the open window made her uncomfortable.
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"You're so interesting..." Meteor almost laughed out of anger and said, "There is a corpse on the ground with half of its head missing. Are you asking me if it's scary to have no car windows?"
"I'm sorry, it may be due to the blood loss. I'm a little stupid." Zhuang Xuteng said: "How about you choose, do you want to sit here in the passenger seat? Facing the open space or the dead body, you choose."
"I'd better sit next to you. The worst case... the worst case is that I'll cover my head."
"No, if you want to cover your head, don't come here. It's very tense outside now, and I don't want anyone to misunderstand that you were kidnapped."
"Then I'd better go to the front and get under the seat! That's all right!" Meteor unbuckled his seat belt, stuck his butt out and crawled from the back to the front, then squatted and curled up in the narrow space in front of the passenger seat, using
He stared at Zhuang Xuteng with a pitiful expression.
"Hey, you can't live like this for the rest of your life, right? What on earth is agoraphobia?" Zhuang D is so fat that Zhuang Xuteng can finally relax a little and talk about topics other than fighting. "Meteor, if you wear a suit that's completely
Can you feel safe with independently circulated closed clothing, such as full-coverage clothing that prevents gas and germs? If you think about it, it is almost like wearing a house on your body, and it is even better than most houses in terms of insulation."
"I haven't tried it. Don't talk to me now. I'm angry!" Meteor pouted and said, "I won't get better until you get to the hospital and take me in yourself."
"Okay... okay." Zhuang Xuteng nodded, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Just wait a moment, we will be there soon."
Chapter completed!